Everything Held Within | By : Athena Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 2413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Suikoden, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Sorry to leave you all in suspense. (Especially you, D’Artagnan. ^^) I’m starting to realize just how hard it is for me to actually write something dark and erotic. *sweatdrops*
Started: August 14, 2003 (Writer’s block. ^^;;)
Finished: September 4, 2003
Revised: January 10, 2004
In reality, only moments passed before Albert pulled out of his brief lapse in consciousness. However, to him, it was like awakening from a horrible sleep saturated with nightmares.
It did not help his sanity at all to find himself pinned to the ground by the demon that had just tried to kill him. Bordering on hyperventilation, Albert Silverberg squirmed under the blonde and managed to push the heavy body off of him. He started to stand up when a hand latched onto his ankle, effectively freezing him with fear.
Yuber snarled to himself and dragged Albert back, catching the redhead by the waist and prodding at his aching stomach. “Hold still, Silverberg,” he ordered when the naked strategist tried to escape. He felt for blood and the spot where he had supposedly impaled the younger man, eyes narrowing angrily when he found neither. “This can’t be happening!”
Albert twisted enough to glare at his captor. “What can’t be happening?”
“That damned Pesmerga’s hex is funneling my power into you!” Yuber explained, his sinister cool replaced by the feral rage that reminded others that he was, in fact, a demon. “My sword disappeared before it impaled you!”
“So you ended up punching me?” hissed the other, again struggling. This time, Yuber released him and allowed him to get to his feet.
Following the redhead up, Yuber began to pace around the room like a trapped tiger. Albert watched him warily, reaching for his coat to keep a barrier between him and the demon -- no matter how feeble the attempt was in the long run. “I will not be one-upped by him! I won’t accept this!” the blonde growled, eyes flashing in plain sight without his hat to cover them.
Is he still going to try to kill me? Albert drew his coat around himself, his eyes never leaving the demon swordsman. He decided to keep his silence, not anxious to be at the receiving end of another punch.
Yuber stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing upon locking on Albert again. Cursing under his breath, Albert backed away and fell unceremoniously onto the bed. The blonde followed menacingly, pouncing the young man and pinning him to the mattress. “Get the hell off me, Yuber!” Albert shouted, yelping when those hands gripped his waist and flipped him onto his chest. “Yuber!”
His face taut with determination, the demon tugged the strategist’s coat down around his elbows, effectively immobilizing Albert’s arms. “Shut up, boy,” he hissed, his voice quieter than the other’s. “Do you want me to kill you?”
He stilled at the question, slowly shifting to look to the demon. “What?” Even to his own ears, the word was little more than a sigh.
With the mortal calmer, Yuber relaxed his grip on the other’s shoulders and sat back on the bed. “We can do this two ways,” the demon stated wryly. “I can kill you or I can fuck you.”
“What?!” Albert repeated, tugging at his restraints incredulously.
Striving to keep the welling impatience off of his face, the blonde began to unbutton his black jacket. Those demonic eyes never left the redhead’s body as he explained. “The only way to transfer my power from you back into me is by draining you during a moment of unnatural weakness. So I could either have sex with you or drive you so close to death you’ll die anyway.”
“… Then why don’t you just kill me? What’s one more human to an immortal?”
The look Yuber gave the young man was unreadable for a moment, but the flat stare made way for agitation as he flung away his jacket. “I get the feeling that you don’t appreciate my leniency.”
A glaring contest commenced between the two, but Albert found himself quickly distracted by the newly-revealed, sinewy muscles of the demon. Taking advantage of the distraction, Yuber once again laid into him, using his half-clothed body to pin the slighter man underneath. That accomplished, Yuber lifted one hand to caress the tense face.
“You realized there would be risks when you summoned me, Silverberg… Just think of this as another hurdle in your dangerous political climb.” The surprised look that flickered through Albert’s eyes brought a feral smile to the shadow’s face. “Oh no, is that supposed to be a secret?”
Finally losing his patience, Albert sighed raggedly. “If you’re going to do this, stop with the talk.”
“But the talk makes everything so much more amusing…” Yuber laughed, now lowering his gaze to Albert’s neck.
Albert gasped as Yuber began to nibble at his throat, clenching and unclenching his fists from where they were uncomfortably bound underneath him. With surprising tenderness, the blonde began to kiss Albert’s shoulders. “… What are you doing?” The strangeness of the demon’s actions outweighed any nervousness left in the redhead.
Yuber stopped what he was doing to push himself up on one elbow, a brow raised in amusement. “Did you expect me to throttle you and fuck you senseless?”
Albert was only mildly surprised by the demon’s intuitiveness. “Well, considering you’ve already fucked me while senseless, I just assumed…”
“Then stop assuming and just feel.”
Any comeback that Albert could have created dissipated the moment those voracious lips captured his, and he felt waves of tension ebb away as he settled into the kiss. When his lips were released, Albert stared breathlessly at the blonde as he stroked his left arm and chest. A groan escaped him as Yuber’s talented mouth dipped to his chest, alternating between nipping and licking at the soft left nub. Before long, the red-haired strategist was undisputedly aroused.
“God… My god…” As Yuber began to pull away, the young man arced his body in a silent plea for more. Through glassy eyes, Albert could see Yuber smirking down at him. “That mouth of yours … is good for more than talk, I see…”
“Well, I would hope so,” chuckled the taller man, slowly sinking down to the other’s lower torso with all the grace of a panther. He touched Albert’s straining erection with deft fingertips, watching it react beautifully under his ministrations. “I have to use it for more than talk, you know…”
With the swiftness only a demon could possess, Yuber took his victim’s length into his mouth. Albert almost came right there and then, screaming at the erotic shock that claimed every nerve in his body. The probing tongue streamed across the silken flesh, teasing the sensitive veins beneath first. Passion-glazed eyes drifted shut, and Albert moaned as he tried to push himself deeper into the wet haven hovering below.
The strategist felt more than heard Yuber’s chuckle, sweat beading on his face as the swordsman’s tongue glided over the tip of his cock. To the young man’s chagrin, a mew escaped him as Yuber’s talented lips focused on the head of his penis. He squirmed and kicked his legs out, struggling in vain against the tough fabric of his coat. “Let me touch you…,” he found himself whispering, thighs twitching as he approached orgasm. “Yuber…!”
His pleas went unanswered as the blonde focused his attention to finishing off the tactician. With one hand, Yuber fondled the aroused mortal’s sac, using the other to curl around the base of the penis. Albert did not bother to muffle his groans as he was massaged and sucked at the same time, unused to the attention the demon was giving him.
Yuber’s movements became more aggressive, his hands shifting from a gentle touch to a tug that sought orgasm. He rubbed the balls harder, stroked more insistently, and moved with every buck and arc that Albert was capable of. A choked cry from Silverberg was the most significant sign he had before Albert released.
The moment the redhead came in his mouth, Yuber lifted one hand away from his sexual ministrations and willed a spell to his fingers. Blue light emanated from his hand as he swallowed his partner’s ejaculation, and those demonic eyes flitted up to the tired and satiated look on Albert’s face. Pushing himself up onto his knees, Yuber wordlessly thrust his burning hand down onto Albert’s heaving chest.
Another scream tore out of the younger man, but this was not induced by any feeling of pleasure -- quite the opposite, actually. Every muscle in his body tensed as something was forcefully torn away from him, like his heart being torn out of his chest. He jerked and writhed under that one hand more than the combined stimulations from only moments before.
And then the pain was gone, replaced by a cold and hollow feeling that threaded through him like ice. Literally drained and shell-shocked, Albert Silverberg slumped to the bed, unconscious.
Yuber stared at the prone body beneath him, watching the unsteady rise and fall of the chest. He could feel his energy returning, along with every dark desire that had been siphoned out of him by Pesmerga’s hex. Deadly fingers traced the lax form as he gathered the bound strategist in his arms, adjusting his position in the rumpled bed before pulling the covers around him. Once that was accomplished, he sat at the edge of the bed, clad only in his pants.
Frowning to himself, the demon glanced back at the young man that had summoned him and offered opportunities of bloodletting and wreaking chaos. “… As much as I hate to admit, this hex of Pesmerga’s may be unbreakable. If that’s the case, I don’t know what I’m going to do about you, little star.”
He sat there in the dark, contemplating, for a long time.
*dies* My first real graphic lemon. It was short, too. *gags and dies again* Forgive me for my amateurish attempt! And Yuber’s doing angst! *stabs self and dies again* And I have another plot twist in mind! Yay!
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